1. LET IT DRAIN

Cause the force - to remain - and die within
I let it drain - why live this way
Crime and cause, who names tha man!= arrogant
And time like words and accusations
Only as real, as we may need - to feel we've purpose
in
This drowning world
This drowning end
This tomb of human waste
Of forces I've felt more power over me
To kill the desire was once idolized
And flattened is the lust I held in hand -
- release - the dream -
The force I've all but forgotten
And flattened is the lust I held in hand
Release may never come, but life may cease
Isn't this the dream?
The dream a force I've all but forgotten
And flattened is the lust I've held in had
Release may never come, but life may cease
Isn't this the dream?
To kill the desire was once idolized
The lust a construct of killing the rise
Of forces I feel no more


2. THE COLLECTIVE PT. 1

A single sound, within my mind
Call out - it must be damned
Alone - to fill my head

And the answer now is found
To join the single compound
Of mind sans matter,
And without doubt or disease

The first step - we take alone
To free ourselves from the confines
Of physical dependence
And float upon the ripples of magic
To hoist our minds from our own human need

The second - a crushing darkness!
As senses thought to make the sentient
Are wholly left behind

And as many become the one
Through release of every earthbound truth
Now, calling the same as I am one.
To join in triumph beyond the sun


3. THE COLLECTIVE PT. 2

My form, now all forgotten
I twist into a spinning chasm

To cross the known - to hold no form
Is to place your mind in seas of uncertainty
Retreat to nothing, again and nothing
We dream no more - we're simply conscious

I drift - for years in search
Of many - to become found
By form of many minds as one


4. THE COLLECTIVE PT. 3

Through and in between
No longer mass - we pierce your realm at will
As solid as a mind in self-awareness
As power - we drive akin the sun!

To follow the flow of our reason
Would lead us beyond all interpretation

Limited to perception of the individual
Yet empowered by the cause of will

We sink with the horizon
And grow with all your fears
You'll never know to find us
For we are everywhere

Father rise - in flames of passion
The stumbling minds - forget one another
-and now you must despair-


5. THE GOLDEN THORNS OF ANGST

Ride the road of never knowing
No request, and no regret
[yet angst is ever owning]

Rose pedals, collapse upon my eyes
Lie gagged, by the fruits of fairy pastures
Crushed beneath a film of pollen
Destroy the conquest of beauty?
[but never]

I strive to walk on leprous legs
And stumps of living in thorns of gold
My soul may grind, and I may drown
[but never will I doubt,
That heaven's just a plight of wonder]


6. REQUIEM TO SENTIENCE

Crushed by the hands of love
Killed once again, in the name of god
I am the lifeless sprite
Pleading won't you take my light?
You're my voice, yet I've no choice

If you liberate - the captive pain
Let her bleed - all over me
I'll cry - not for relief
But for that link - bring it back again

Once at one the pain and through my eyes
Grown down beyond the cloudless sky
I construct without heed to time
My grand disaster

We fall - into our own
And thus - no use for self-contempt
We call upon our own
To see that we may hold an early death


7. INTRAPUNISHMENT

Behind the tyranny of golden waste
Becomes the man of putrid taste

And drawn is he - To the cries of the fallen
And over gray land - once blood
Ingrown - the wise
Felt upon and in between
The posture of heaven bent

And only to it's own - is the need of truth
Displeased - my cold disease

Beside the clouded waste of fallen time
I've risen far beyond the shadeless sky
Into the warm breath of reason's sorrow

I'm drowning in the blood of life's embrace
As thought I'd meant to melt into release
Crawling - through her open wound

To forever rise in a blackened film of regret
For lifeless past engraved
Of thought and crimes [intent]
Although never as such

Except within my private world -
I screamed away the blackened irony


8. THE HANDS OF TIME

The hands of time -
Were yet to lay themselves on you
Innocent [to] crime
You'd breathe but ne'er release your breath

Oh but then the gods -
Raised the veil between your worlds
And you saw - the life beyond your plastic
die

Hold my hand - oh I'm at home at last
Don't mind your urge to run
Forget your comfort, embrace me

Entomb the soul - that fed your hope
For such - is the core of pain


9. A GENUINE CONTRADICTION

Passion for vengeance
A deeper cause than hate
A cause to slay the threat of selfish
A deeper cause than need

Once in flight - for unity's pride
As one we flew for strength
A deeper cause than hate
Yet, it alone survived